Lyrics:
This a bad bitch celebration
Lots of hard work and dedication
Got ya eating real good, looking real good
Taking care of all your babies
This a bad
I Went Through, And More
You Wonder Why I Hustle, My Life's On The Line
My Baby Gotta Have Milk When She Cryin', Come On Da Now
Mr. Porter:
From
songs with alotta slap in 'em
The amp turned up so it sound like this
My girl ask me why I like it loud like this
I got the by 9s cross the back and I
loved her too
But you take that away and you've always been the one
One, I wonder why the moon look nice, girl
Maybe it's just right for the night
You
ain’t got to wonder why
It’s cause these bands’ll fly
Hit me your mans’ll die
I get them bands lil guy
Jewelry just dance a light
I’m splashing my body
called, let alone came by
As a youth it was hard to wonder why
But now I'm older and I don't dwell on self pity
Thinking about the life you didn't give
that's enough for me
A lil' bit of love, some hug, a smile for me
That's all I wish or ask
Believe in me
Why don't you have some faith in me?
Trust in me
that's missing
I done lost so many niggas to the trenches
You suppose to be dawg but you showed me your true colors
The shit hit a lil harder cause you one
Bullet go through your top, hope they mourn ya
So don't say bold shit because you hyper
I got sniper rifles that light you up
Range from the eifle tower,
What a bunch of fucking assholes
You need people like me
You need people like me so you can point your fucking fingers
I said that's the bad guy
Uh,
firstborn
Since my very first day on this earth
I was cursed so I knew
That the birth of a child
Would make my life worse
And though it hurt me there was no
the 0 up off it, so you know that mean 3K
Your bitch sent the lo', before she set you up, that bitch got pained
He dissed me on the first, by the third,
like six different irons
When lil bruh died that's the last time I cried
We was takin' niggas down we was tryna get fly
Y'all play in the front so we
your mouth
You aint tryna give me top then why you in my house
You might see me rocking rings but I aint got no spouse
Got they Jordan’s on they tongue
finally found my sound
And I know I say it a lot, but my bad ass lil brother'll really come take you down
Ion' care how gangsta you claim, You come through
While I'm feeling so shitty
I laugh cuz I think I´m high
And I wonder, and I wonder, and I wonder
How long will this dawn last
Why do blues keep hitting
through hard times, ghetto child of mine
I wonder if you have to
Suffer for your father's crimes
To be honest it's a hard road
Just keep your faith in God
somebody, family need it they'll steal if they know you got it,
God forgive me I been hurt by a couple niggas
That's why I wake up say my prayers and be
at 11: 00 y'all was
Leavin' 6: 00 in the mornin'
Cause them underage bitches had to be
To school by 8: 00
My belt always a lil' loose
To get a handgun
like Boosie, aye
I wonder what I'm gonna do today
Just go check my bank account
These bitches that stalk look like Megan now
After that performance baby
with Jaro if you ask me
Rocking so much Gucci I feeling just like Gucci
Zayy got some gas and it's kicking like Bruce Lee
My lil woadie ready to fade
I swear Im coming to see y'all soon
And boosie said it best
So we fuck em' and dump em', never we trust em' or love em
No need for friends, fuck
on the block, punchin niggas like Boosie
Chasin' the loot, lil' nigga, like Luffy
Why dis bitch, tryna grab up on my stick
Bad bitch, tryna eat up on my dick
Hop
suck my dick cuz I fucked your bitch
Fuck you, fuck ya momma, fuck ya whole click
Stay up wit the crew and talk shtoopid til y'all get sleepy
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